Divine Arm Crossbowmen Ready! Guo Huai shouted when he received the data that he was separated from the Persian army. The 20,000 crossbowmen who were slowly advancing immediately stopped, just less than two hundred meters away from the Persian army, and the spearmen and sword players in front of them were less than a hundred meters away from the Persian army, and they also stopped.

Zeng Wen received the order of Guo Huai, the commander of the middle wing of the former army, and immediately became excited, and shouted to the crossbowmen of a battalion of divine arms under him: "Step on the crossbow and open the string!" ”

I only heard a bang, a thousand crossbows pointed to the ground, the crossbowman's right foot stepped on the crossbow sleeve that had fallen to the ground, and then both hands pulled hard, and with a squeak, the hard string was lifted up along the crossbow body leaning on the crossbowman's thigh, and it was placed on the string machine, and it was pulled on the trigger with a soft click.

"Get on the arrow!" Zeng Wen continued to shout with a red face. This was the first time he had been on the battlefield, and his voice was a little trembling, which made the battalion commander, secretary, military judge and other battalion officers next to him smile. They only knew that Zeng Wen was a graduate of the Chang'an Army Officer Academy and a military attaché, and his true identity could only be vaguely guessed, and he probably knew that he was a high-ranking official and nobleman's son, who was temporarily led to the camp before the war and temporarily served as a military adjutant.

The crossbowman pulled out an iron arrow from the quiver standing beside him, put it in the arrow slot, and then gently leaned the tail of the arrow against the string, and the arrow was loaded.

"Ready!" With a shout that Zeng heard, the Divine Arm Crossbow was raised, pointing diagonally at the Persian army. And the crossbowmen of the other battalions also raised their crossbows with good arrows, and when they looked over, they only saw a dense field like a wheat field.

At the same time, Murong Ling, who was not far away, was also giving orders, but as the commander of the military camp of the prefecture, he was issuing orders to the longbowmen under him. The longbow is the traditional advantage of Bukfu, which is listed as one of the six arts that began at the beginning of school, and almost every man in Bukfu has a bow, and even many Bukfu women can win awards in archery events in the sports meetings of various counties and states. Therefore, in addition to the spearmen and sword players in front, almost all of the rest of the hundreds of thousands of government soldiers were longbowmen.

"Arrows!" With Murong Lingdi's order, more than a thousand longbowmen put the tail of the arrow on the string that had not yet opened. and pointed diagonally to the ground.

"Prepare to open your bow!" Murong Ling shouted loudly, he watched his subordinates raise their bows first, then took half a step forward with their left foot, their left arm straightened, their right arm was gently pulled, the longbow was slightly pulled away, and the tip of the arrow pointed directly at the Persian army. At this moment, there was a rattling sound behind Murong Ling. He didn't have to look back to know that it was a bed crossbow winding. As an officer who had served for six years (plus time in military school), he certainly knew the power of the three-bow bed crossbow. Just to wind this thing, four sergeants need to move the large turntable on both sides, and use the "gear" to twist the three big strings to the full. Then all on the trigger. The three-bow bed crossbow was held with three javelins, five times the length and arm thickness of the arrows of the Divine Arm Crossbow, and anyone who was nailed by it would definitely be a dead end, and its range reached a terrifying mile.

But Murong Ling also knew that the most terrifying weapon was the stone cannon behind the bed crossbow that was making a roaring sound. On either side of this seven-meter-tall creature are two huge wheels, like the wheels of a waterwheel, and the sergeants next to them turn these huge wheels and drive the winch through gears and belts. The winch twisted the rope, and soon pulled down the long arm more than ten meters long, while the huge counterweight of the short arm was raised high. When twisted to a certain extent, the long arm reached the limit position, the resistance of the winch increased suddenly, and the transmission composed of gears and belts roared and disengaged from the linkage mechanism of the winch. This allows the large turntable to continue to rotate. If you want to re-drive the winch to lower the long arm next time, you only need to flick the transmission inward to drive the winch linkage, and you can repeatedly pull the long arm that has completed the launch and pull it down.

And the power of the stone cannon is concentrated in the firing slot of the gun carriage. In a large straight wooden trough was a large round stone bullet, and behind the stone bullet was a leather case. Attached to a long arm. At that time, as long as you smash the trigger, due to the gravitational force of the short arm weight, the long arm will move forward, and the speed will get faster and faster, drawing a huge arc. The holster follows the long arm in an arc motion, first making a straight line movement with a stone bullet on the wooden trough. Then he flew into the air with the stone projectile and flew forward along the trajectory that the long arm had previously drawn out of the ground. In the end, due to the sudden blockage of the long arm, the holster threw the stone projectile very quickly at the highest point and flew straight to the target.

Murong Ling focused on these longbowmen in front of him. After staying in the Beifu Army for a long time, Murong Ling also knew that the Beifu Army was very different from the former Yan Army or other armies, in addition to the quality of individual soldiers and advanced weapons, the Beifu Army also placed great emphasis on cluster cooperation and the cooperation of various arms, and formulated strict regulations, military laws and military discipline for them, which were the basis for realizing tactical strategies. Murong Ling knew his position, and he didn't dare to relax at all. He should always be ready to accept orders from his superiors, and he should always pay attention to the situation of his subordinates, and then make corresponding adjustments when giving orders, so as to better complete the orders and tasks of his superiors.

Murong Ling stood there with a calm face, his sharp gaze sweeping over the bodies of the sergeants, focusing on the junior officers and non-commissioned officers who were on the edge of the ranks

They are the ones who directly command the sergeants. Behind Murong Ling were a group of battalion officers, flag officers, and other battalion officers, who were holding horizontal knives and silently watching all this.

Suddenly, dozens of rockets shot out from different positions in the Beifu military formation, and these small orange dots pierced the sky, drawing dozens of arc trajectories, and then fell directly into the Persian military formation. After a while, a herald ran over panting and handed Murong Ling a piece of paper with the data of the test firing just now.

Murong Ling and the adjutant of the military order looked at the wooden pole standing behind the battalion officer, with a streamer on it and a blade that rotated with the wind below. The two of them summed it up and quickly issued an adjustment order: "The wind is westward, ten o'clock, and the wind speed is level four." With this order, the junior officers and non-commissioned officers immediately conveyed the new order, and the sergeants with the half-bowed bows made some adjustments, such as the tip of the arrow pointing slightly downward.

Murong Ling turned his head and nodded to the battalion commander, indicating that his battalion was completely ready. The battalion commander immediately ordered the flag bearer to hoist a red triangular signal flag on his battalion's battalion flag. At this time, I saw a red signal flag in the Beifu military formation, like a layer of red waves churning in the sea of swords and guns.

After listening to Deng Yao's announcement, Zeng Hua just nodded lightly. Deng Yao, who received the order to start the attack, solemnly gave a military salute, then turned his horse's head and walked out more than a dozen steps, and then pulled out his heavy sword with a "poof" and raised it diagonally. At this time, Deng Yao, who was covered in stainless steel willow leaf armor, was bathed in the morning light like a golden armor god. The Beifu military formation suddenly showed a suffocating silence, and all the Beifu soldiers held their breath. Wait for the order of the commander-in-chief Deng Yao. And this silence even affected the Persian army on the opposite side. Many of the Persian officers and generals ceased their rambling speeches and looked up at the opposite side of the northern province, which was as silent as the wilderness before dawn and as if it were the sea before a storm.

"Wan Sheng!" Deng Yao burst into a shout, ringing in the ears of the nearby soldiers like spring thunder, and a large red pennant was soon raised on the two-color five-star military flag and fluttered on the top of its pole.

"Wan Sheng! Wansheng! Wansheng! The soldiers of Beifu raised their swords and guns in the air, and the roar they shouted in unison swept away the Persian army like a sea of mountains. The loud sound almost blew the clothes and pointed hats of the Persian army on the opposite side.

In the sound of Wan Sheng, Zeng Wen in the distance, Murong Ling in the distance, and all the crossbowmen and military commanders in the distance. They are all shouting a password: "Shoot!" ”

The crossbowman was better, he pulled the trigger directly, and the iron arrow flew out with a "whoosh", while the longbowman had to force one to pull the longbow full, and then let go of his right hand, so that the wooden pole arrow also flew out.

At this time, all the Persian troops saw a large dark cloud rising from the Beifu army on the opposite side, and this dark cloud was so big that it almost covered the sun and white clouds on the heads of the Beifu army. The dark cloud was making a "whining and buzzing" sound on one side. As he flew swiftly over his head, and everywhere he went, the clouds covered the sun.

Soon, without waiting for the Persians to begin to panic, this dark cloud whistled with the sound of death, and poured down on their heads in an instant like a Mayday rainstorm. With a crackling sound, all the panicked screams that had just been uttered by the Persian army were suppressed. There was even a Persian officer who just shouted: "Enemy bow and arrow attack!" The first three words. was drowned in the endless rain of arrows.

The Persian army was very quiet after the rain of arrows, as quiet as the fields baptized by the spring rain, but the only difference was that there was no vitality brought by spring, only the chaos and fear of the ransack of death. The earth was densely covered with arrows, like a wheat field with a plenta. Thousands of Persian soldiers fell in the midst of it. Some screamed, while others just gasped weakly. Most of the rest of the Persian soldiers were stunned for a moment, and looked with horror at the surrounding forest of arrows and their wounded companions.

"Almighty Ahura Mazda, is this an arrow shot by the people of Beifu?" Bash exclaimed. He knew very well that the best archers in his army were the Syrian archers, but these archers who were placed in the second line could not shoot arrows at the Beifu people who were two hundred meters away (and the pikemen of the first line of Persia were in between), because their strong bows could not reach this range.

However, the Persian army reacted fairly quickly. When the second round of arrows flew in the dark, the Persian soldiers raised their shields one after another, and the soldiers and horses of each team slowly calmed down. But whenever the rain of arrows fell, the whole formation couldn't help but be in turmoil.

After five rounds, the front of the Persian army was in a mess, thousands of wounded were lying among the corpses of their comrades, screaming and struggling, and the formation that was still dense just now began to become thin, and the Pescots had a gloomy face, and ordered again and again to move the soldiers in the middle to move forward and sew up the gaps washed out by the rain of arrows of the Beifu army.

At this time, hundreds of horns in the Beifu military formation sounded a hurried sound, and as soon as the horns fell, the earth-shattering drums sounded in the rear formation, and a red triangular signal flag rose on the top of the military flag high in the center. With the sound of drums, looking at the two triangular signal flags on the top of the military flags in the distance, the Beifu army in the front immediately broke out

Bursts of cheers.

I saw a team of ironclad stormtroopers at the front wearing a special infantry heavy iron armor, which was a set of three-layer iron armor, weighing fifty-seven pounds, the innermost layer was a thin layer of cotton cloth and a layer of chain armor, and in the middle was a layer of willow leaf armor, divided into several large pieces, and hung all the way to the knees, and the outermost piece of steel plate armor was covered, which just protected the upper body. These stormtroopers were all improved from the original Mo Knife Hands, and they were armed with a long-handled slashing knife in both hands. This chopping knife combines the Mo knife and the horizontal knife, the handle is one meter long, the blade is one meter long, the knife shape is slightly curved, the tip of the knife is sharp, the back is thick and sharp, all of them are forged with wrought iron by the good workers of Beifu.

Next to the stormtroopers are the shieldbearers. They wore light iron armor of the infantry army of only 26 catties, and held round shields and horizontal swords, as stormtroopers to support and support soldiers. Lined up in a neat formation, they followed the stormtroopers, shouting with their swords raised, and then slowly marched forward with the stormtroopers. In the whole front, stormtroopers and shieldbearers accounted for only forty percent of them, and the rest were pikemen. They wore two layers of forty-pound infantry armor, lined up in a neat square formation, and slowly moved forward, and the three-meter-long spears were held diagonally forward. Point forward. When they encounter the enemy, there is only one movement, stabbing, stabbing in rows, just like Zeng Hua used to fight bayonets in the military training of the guard battalion.

While clamoring in the front, the Beifu army slowly moved forward and pressed towards the Persian army. However, Tuoba Shi Yijian and Murong Chui in the back seemed to be a little idle, their task was still to lead the 30,000 government soldiers and cavalry, which was not useful at this time.

The two of them watched their every move intently in front of them, and they had long since lamented that they had just joined the Beifu Army. Well-trained, well-trained. This is a kind of appearance shown by the Beifu army when fighting, the most shocking and fearful of the opponent is their self-confidence and courage that burst out from the bones, the kind of courageous, unstoppable rainbow momentum is the first wave of blows they bring to the opponent, and now the Beifu army is as always striking the opponent in front of them, but this time their opponent is the powerful Persian army.

"It's going to be a very tough battle." Murong Trai said suddenly.

"It's the earth, General Daoming (Murong Chui's character). The Persian army opposite us was not as useless as the Sogdians said, and they were able to conquer it all the way. It shows their strength. Tuoba Shiyi Jian smiled faintly and replied without looking back, "It's a pity that they ran into our Beifu army." ”

Our Beifu Army? Murong Trai silently reminisced in his heart, but in the end, he didn't say anything, and continued to listen to Tuoba Shiyijian.

"We have the most advanced tactics. There are the most advanced weapons, there are the bravest warriors, there is the strictest discipline, and most importantly," Tuoba Shiyi paused. "The most important thing is that they have the strongest faith and know what they are fighting for!"

After finishing speaking, Tuoba Shi Yijian pointed to the front of the Beifu Army in the distance, and said impassionedly: "Who can stop such a heroic division?" ”

Tuoba Shi Yijian sighed, and when he turned around, he saw Murong Chui still standing there silently, his calm face filled with a faint layer of melancholy.

"Brother Daoming, you're too persistent." Tuoba Shi Yijian laughed loudly, then pointed to the vast wilderness to the west and said, "The general said well, the land of China is our home, and this is the place where we gallop and realize our dreams!" ”

After listening to Tuoba Shiyijian's words, Murong lowered his eyes and replied softly: "Brother Tuoba still understands." ”

Tuoba Shi Yijian nodded, and was about to say a few more words to Murong Chui when a herald came galloping and shouted: "The Chinese army battalion order, General Tuoba Shi Yijian takes the order." ”

Tuoba Shi Yijian took the order, and saw that the above order was that Zeng Hua asked him to lead 10,000 cavalry to attack the right flank of the Persian coalition army, and test the Tocharian coalition army there.

Tuoba Shi Yijian immediately took action, and the order was passed down by Liushuijie, and 10,000 cavalry were quickly assembled. He sorted out his armor, then turned over his horse, kicked the spur, and instigated his mount to run towards the team, just after a few steps, Tuoba Shi Yijian suddenly grabbed the reins, turned around and said loudly to Murong Chui: "Holy Lord bless, we will use blood and courage to realize our dreams and establish our honor!" Then with a wave of his hand and another kick of his mount, he quickly left the place and headed straight for the attacking troops.

Murong Chui listened to the shout that was still echoing in his ears, and muttered in his heart: "Realize our dreams and establish our honor?" ”

At this time, he saw the Tuoba Shi wing key in the distance holding the reins, fixed his mount, and raised his saber high, shouting at the 10,000 army cavalry: "Sons, the Holy Lord bless us! Sortie! With the dull sound of horses' hooves, 10,000 cavalry rounded the center and rushed straight towards the right flank of the Persian army. At this time, the Beifu front had begun to approach the center and left flank of the Persian army, and amid cheers and shouts of killing, a fierce bloody battle was about to begin.